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iam a branch
sewn into someone else's tree the only item left in the lost & found iam the question with no answers always looking for the meaning of me and me in the meaning i'm closest to me when i am alone i'm closest to you when my ankle lays over yours i find lonliness in other's belongings iam words in the wind blowing over a lone road iam home iam here iam in this poem |
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Edited by
rapsscallion
on
Sat 03/22/14 12:58 PM
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Yes, I know of you but I can't quite touch you, but that's how it should be. So what are you?
Maybe the gentle breeze, a zephyr, carrying the smell of wood smoke On a winter'��s morn. The whisper of tyres on a distant road. |
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"i'm closest to me
when i am alone i'm closest to you when my ankle lays over yours" though i am not lost, this found me... as always, nicely done. |
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k........though I am not lost, this found me.....smiling...
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rapscallion....enjoyed your words here
thankyou |
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Beautiful write....
It touched my creative side. You are my next breath. Yet, I exhale you. You are my next thought. Yet, I'm thinking of you. You are the reality of my dreams. Yet, I still truly adore you..... |
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Up2Us.........thankyou,pleased to touch you with my words....& yours are charming...
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.. I didn't realize this was going to be.. a living piece..
.. meet the Flintstones. meet the Flintstones. there a modern day family... sorry I came unprepared.. it was lovely.. .. for all of you.. |
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no1phD.....thankyou for reading, all of us. smile.
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tazzops...
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